I Never Thought I’d Start Aging… Until I Did…

I’ve always felt old.

Maybe it’s being a Capricorn.

Maybe it’s being a parentified child.

Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve had white hair since the age of 14.

No matter how you slice it, I wasn’t a child who played, fun is still a hard concept for me to process, and action plans are my love language.

So you can only imagine how shocked I was to find that, after feeling powerful and vivacious in my 30s, my 40s (and perimenopause) hit me like a ton of bricks when, in my own mind, I’d thought I came into this lifetime an old soul who’s been pretty grown up since the age of 3.

Well… there’s a HUGE difference between feeling ‘grown up’ and growing old.

And, looking back, I had some pretty massive false assumptions about aging as a woman in my 30s that, now in my 40s, I come to see have all been lies… such as:

1. I’d feel exactly the same my entire adult life.

Energy, vitality, libido, focus… everything, from the vantage point of being 38, I assumed all of those things would remain exactly the same… even into my 80s.